Finally, I moved the bed ten centimeters away from the window, and then put everything back to what they saw when they first came here.

All the people standing there are very surprised to see Jiang Shiran and feel very incredible.

If you take a ruler to measure, it should be with the previous position is not much deviation, or even surprisingly similar.

This only obsessive-compulsive disorder and clean people can do things, did not expect Jiang Shiran can do.

"How can you be sure that this is the layout that should have existed? Don't you think the position of this bed is unreasonable? And this table, this teacup, obviously more suitable for them. Is that any other place? "

Ling Yue doesn't know that Jiang Shiran has seen this place. It should be said that no one knows that she has seen the layout of this room except Siqin.

Even if they have a strong memory, there is no way to restore the things here completely in such a short time.

"I don't know. It's just that I've seen it before, so when I saw the appearance just now, I felt that it shouldn't be like that here. So I put the furniture here according to my mind's idea, but it seems that this appearance seems more suitable for the decoration style here."

Seeing the restored appearance of this room, Jiang Shiran still can't remember where he saw it.

Squat in the door, hands holding knees, trying to recall.

"What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong? "

Muadao looks at Jiang Shiran squatting down, he also accompanies her to squat down, looks at her.

This appearance, do not know the person, still think she suffered what injustice, will be like this.

"I'm fine. It's said that people who squat down are more conscious, so I'll try to see if I can remember where I've seen the same room."

Jiang Shiran raised his head and looked at mu'a Road, saying it seriously.

This sentence immediately amused all the people in the room.

But because of the cool thousand city that high cold face, all dare not smile, has been holding back.

This man is not provoked, dare to laugh at his woman, how to die do not know.

What's more, his women are all right. Even if only his woman insists on that point of view, he will subvert the world to match her.

"Who told you that?"

Although MOA road is holding back a smile, but still can't help asking out.

Of course, this is definitely not a mockery, but no matter what it is, there is always a basis, no matter how unreliable that basis is.

"I think so, squatting down is not the brain closer to the heart, blood supply is more sufficient, and then the brain turns faster, you can get the information you want."

In fact, Jiang Shiran said this on purpose because he felt a little pain in his stomach and didn't want them to worry.

Now that one lie has been told, a second lie should be told to round the first one.

Now her stomach is much better, so she will answer the words of MOA. Otherwise, she will continue to pretend.

She stood up and looked at the layout of the room carefully. Although she was familiar with it, she just couldn't imagine where she had seen such a room.

"Remember?"

Looking at Jiang Shiran, she suddenly stands up. A group of people who originally held back their laughter were surprised to see her. Is it really effective?

In particular, although he is a child of a family of traditional Chinese medicine, he is also involved in western medicine.

Naturally, there is no scientific basis for Jiang Shiran's statement. No matter squatting, standing or lying down, it takes such a long distance for the blood in the heart to flow to the brain. It is impossible to say that because she squats down, there is a faster blood flow.

"No, it's so dark. I want to go home."

Jiang Shiran blinks her innocent big eyes and looks at mu'a road. She has been out all day, a little bit homesick for her two little babies.

And here she has been restored, know the layout here, there is no need to continue to stay here.

All the people, with three black lines on their faces, looked at Jiang Shiran and made them happy.

I thought they really had this kind of magic power. Next time, if they don't have a clear mind and can't think of it, they will squat down and try to see if they can get some ideas.

As a result, they all have a feeling of being played by Jiang Shiran.

"OK, let's go home."

Liang Qiancheng doesn't care how much hurt others have in their hearts. As long as his women are happy, this group of people spit blood and die. He won't say a word more.

In his words, it's their own business. They want to be angry. It's about his women.

"You're going back? No more clues? "

Peng Yixiao feels the most hurt. When he investigates a case, he often encounters bottlenecks. Once he can't think of it, he will go to grab his head, and then he will be bald.If Jiang Shiran's method really works, he won't have to grab his head, just squat down and do no harm at all.

"It's so clean here. What clues can you see at a glance? Do you still need to look for it?"

Jiang Shiran rolled her eyes at Peng Yixiao. At least she was a police chief. Her IQ was so worrying that she doubted whether his cases were solved by luck.

In fact, if they really want to find clues, I'm afraid they have searched everything before she came here.

Such a large army can not find any clues, she can find out what decisive clues?

The only gain here is that she saw the original layout of the room, which is absolutely familiar to her.

This sentence really hurt Peng Yixiao's heart. After working here for a long time, she finally confused her. As a result, she restored the room without anyone's warning and help. She still doubts his IQ.

Squatting at the foot of the wall, he stretched out his hand and began to draw circles to curse Jiang Shiran.

"Don't worry about him. His IQ has never been online. Let's go."

Xiaoling left Xiaoling Yiqin and went on with her.

Peng Yixiao, who was squatting on the ground and drawing circles all the time, suddenly jumped up and yelled, "I've finally figured out who it is."

Several people look back at Peng Yixiao in unison. Except for Jiang Shiran, all the people look at Peng Yixiao with serious expression.

Originally, I was going to hide from Jiang Shiran. Now it's OK. This IQ is not online. I've figured it out, and it's still so high-profile.

Looking at the gang's eyes, Peng Yixiao reached out and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead. She said weakly, "well, I just squatted down and figured out who the murderer was in the case I investigated some time ago. Don't mind."

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